Fallen Angels - Intro: forbidden love, the Angel and the Vampire

by Akane

 

 

 

What's wrong with my soul?

He's haunting my mind. I try to reject him but his sorrow saddens me.

He's a hunter, a wild and dark creature. But so tender with me.

His hands give death but his eyes are full of love.

I try not to look into those eyes. I try to escape from him. Dangerous pleasure awaits there.

Though I tried I can't live without him by my side. Besides he won't let me.

My mind says stop but my body runs to him.

I picture my lips on his and I like it.

I picture my mouth locked on his and I like it.

His hand brushing my hair, his hand caressing my cheek, it doesn't make me shiver anymore. Instead I expect it, more and more.

I dream of his hands stroking my body. Pleasure from his fingertips.

But my mind doesn't agree. It's forbidden.

Forbidden love.

Is it simply love? No. Desire.

Forbidden desire.

I love him, the human, and I hate him, the vampire.

But I want him, from all my soul, I need him. All of him.

He's Good and Evil. Light and Darkness. Pleasure and Pain. Life and Death.

He's my temptation.

I'm a fallen angel, and he's damnation.

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My soul's suffering.

I've always been so strong, he's making me feel so weak.

Innocent young mortal. He's stealing my thoughts, my will.

But he hates me for what I am, merciless depraved vampire.

He's so cold, so distant, almost cruel to me.

He seems so fragile. Innocence and sadness in his eyes. But those eyes curse me.

I want him, I need his innocence. Almost love, though this feeling has left my soul hundred years ago.

I don't want his life, not really his soul. His body, yes. But more than this.

I can't live without him. I'll never let him away from me.

I want to protect him.

I want to please him.

His warm lips kissing mine, his smooth skin under my fingers, his body leaning against mine. Hopeless dreams to rewarm my cold soul.

Maybe forbidden dreams for one of my kind.

Maybe forbidden desire.

But I want him, from all my soul, I need him. All of him.

He's my temptation.

I'm a fallen angel, and he's salvation.

 

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By Akane

 

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"I don't think I'll manage to do this, Master." (panting)

"Of course you will, Padawan. We have the whole afternoon."

"I've never tried this figure before."

"I think you should turn over, now."

"No! I won't reach the tip of..."

"Turn!" (waves hand)

"Master, are you really supposed to mind-whammy me while I'm doing this?"

"Sorry, Obi-Wan."

"Well, let's see... maybe if I move a little to the left like this..."

"Let me help you..."

"Your elbow's in my ribs."

"There's so little place here..."

"Master! Get your fingers out of here!"

"But I only wanted to help..."

"There's no place left for your fingers in here!"

"Well, I'm sure that if I put just one finger there..."

"No, it will tear... Master, no! It's ripping! Nooooooo!!"

"Oops! Sorry, Padawan... Padawan? Are you alright?"

"Yes, Master... (sobbing) But I'll never finish this Yoda origami in time for Master Windu's birthday..."

 

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Note:

This came out of my tortured brain after trying desperately (and in vain) to finish the model of Yoda I found somewhere on the Net. It was past midnight when I honed my hatred on my computer with this story (well, if I can call it a story), so please be indulgent ;-)

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